“Stop talking, grab onto me quickly!”
Li Qingling urged anxiously.
She grabbed Li Xuanli’s arm, pulled him close, and was about to rush toward that city.
But suddenly, a figure whistled by and smashed into the ground in front of them, searing a deep crater.
The three of them looked and recognized the figure as the Thousand-Mechanism Taoist.
At this moment, he was covered in blood, his appearance disheveled, a far cry from the immortal bearing and Daoist bones he had just recently possessed.
The three were shocked; the Thousand-Mechanism Taoist was of the Defying Fate Realm after all, yet he had been defeated in a blink of an eye?
Just then, two terrifying auras suddenly surged, startling the trio and eliciting cries of horror from the soldiers on the nearby city ramparts.
The three turned to look only to see that, apart from the figures of the three Demon Kings, two more figures had appeared out of nowhere.
“You sure took your time!”
One of them was clad in white, with a noble aura like jade, and a handsome face.
However, compared to his usual indifference, his eyes now contained a depth of cold severity.
“The Holy Palace, Monarch Bai!”
“Blood Lake Jiao Demon!”
On the ramparts, many recognized the identities of these two Demon Kings.
Beyond Monarch Bai, the other was an elder from Dragon Gate, also a Demon King, whose strength was nearly on par with that of the Abyss Dragon Demon King.
At that moment, with five Demon Kings airborne, they seemed poised to swallow the heavens and earth.
The terrifying demonic aura enveloped the area like dark clouds, causing the pupils of Li Xuanli, Li Qingling, and others to widen in disbelief; more than that, there was despair.
The multitudes of soldiers on the city walls were also speechless, unable to utter a word.
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How could there be five Demon Kings?!
“Master…”
Li Wushuang, who had almost reached the Array in the distance, turned back to see this scene, her eyes shifting from surprise to shock and disbelief.
Her master, so powerful and invincible, was defeated?
How could this happen?
Master had arrived after all.
But even Master had been defeated!
Li Jian, who was protecting her, also had no joy in his eyes, his face as dark as a scorched pot. He even realized that this second line of defense was not going to hold.
With five Demon Kings, who else could possibly come to block them?
Boom boom boom~~!
In the distance, hordes of demons surged forward, overwhelming all in their path.
In the brief moment that the three Demon Kings were blocked, the tidal wave of demons had caught up.
And the generals and soldiers who had initially stayed back to intercept had already been submerged by the tide, only managing to slow it down slightly before it quickly picked up speed in pursuit again.
Despair!
At this moment, whether outside the city or within, everyone was engulfed in despair.
The appearance of the five Demon Kings was like an eclipse, their horrific pressure silencing even whispers.
Armies numbering in the thousands stood no chance against the Demon Kings, as easily crushed as paper constructs.
The Array for this second line of defense had no chance of holding!
All eyes were on the Thousand-Mechanism Taoist in the crater, the only one in the Four Stands Realm and the last vestige of hope remaining.
The Thousand-Mechanism Taoist slowly got to his feet from the ground, his hair disheveled. The hair coil around his head had come undone.
He looked up at the slowly advancing five Demon Kings, staggered a step, and clutched at the gaping wound in his abdomen that Monarch Bai had almost pierced through his heart with a sneak attack.
He was pale and haggard, his forehead drenched in cold sweat—such grievous wounds were something he had not experienced in over a century.
As he watched the Demon Kings encircle him, he knew that unless he used his Defying Fate chance, there was no escape.
But his Defying Fate opportunity had long been used up.
Could it be that he, too, was going to die here?
“Old geezer, it seems you’re out of Defying Fate chances!”
Monarch Bai caught a glimpse of the fleeting despair in the eyes of the Thousand-Mechanism Taoist and sneered coldly.
The tide of demons advanced with their steps, drawing closer to the last remnants of the army outside the pass.
The oncoming flood seemed capable of devouring and completely consuming Li Xuanli’s forces in an instant.
Li Xuanli’s eyes were filled with despair, but they soon erupted into unyielding rage and a roar, “Xuan Camp, heed my command, for our last battle, follow me and fight with all we’ve got to the death!!”
His roar echoed throughout the entire camp and over the city walls.
“Hmph, mayflies shaking the tree!”
Monarch Bai sneered, prepared to strike down Li Xuanli first.
Having conflicted with Li Tian Gang in Northern Yan for so many years, he harbored a deep-seated hatred for him, and now his intent to kill against his brother surged even more.
Just as his hand was about to strike, an angry rebuke thundered from the sky.
“Stop!!”
It was a woman’s shout!
Clear and piercing, it traveled across miles to reach the ears of Monarch Bai and the other Demon Kings.
The Demon Kings all showed surprise—could there possibly be a courageous woman from the Li Family?
“Little sister!”
Li Xuanli almost instantly recognized the voice calling out to be that of his youngest sister, stationed at Heavenly Gate Pass.
His face, which had been filled with fury, now showed a rare panic; in such dire straits, more numbers were pointless, his little sister’s arrival would merely mean she was joining in death!
“Hong Zhuang, don’t come!!”
His eyes reddened and glistened with tears as he yelled at the top of his lungs.
But what answered his cry was a swiftly approaching whooshing sound!
A dark figure flew across the sky like a sharp arrow or an iron meteorite from beyond, slicing through the air, racing across the vast plains, and landing directly the ground beneath the feet of the Demon Kings with an impact!
Dust rose from the ground, blasting out a crater more than a dozen meters deep.
And in the crater was a war banner!
The banner, initially rolled around the pole to minimize wind resistance, unfurled in the moment of impact as Li Hongzhuang’s protective power wound around the pole dissipated upon collision.
The fabric that had been wrapped around the pole slowly slid down and unfurled.